Cumberland bears

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I know where these bears have gone, on the other side of the mountains, to the somass river...I saw way to many there last week :p

Last September, the tiny village of Cumberland on Vancouver Island turned into an all-you-can-eat buffet for black bears. At times, close to thirty bears could be seen roaming like big black buddahs around the town of 2,700.

As this September came to close, however, not a single bear had been sighted in Cumberland.

A small part of the black bear problem is Cumberland's location - the town is surrounded on three sides by wilderness (including Strathcona Provincial Park to the west) and forms part of the black bear migratory route. The ravenous bears descend from the high country around Cumberland (which backs onto the magnificent Beaufort Range) and converge on the nearby Courtenay and Puntledge Rivers.

"Bears are very hungry in the fall as they bulk up," says Dan Dwyer the senior conservation officer for the Comox Valley. "Last year there was no rain. No rain means no berries so the bears start roaming and come down into the valley looking for food elsewhere."

Elsewhere was Cumberland. Garbage left at the curb well before garbage day pick up was one yummy dish, another fine course on the bears make-like-Yogi menu, was fruit. Most houses in the historic coal mining and logging town have well-established fruit trees, grown by families with many generations here. Not only are the trees full of fruit, but the ground is covered in apples, pears and plums. There are also many deserted orchards around town that haven't been tended for years that the bears frequent.

Black bears lived under fruit trees for days in a Bacchanalian reverie.

A love, then hate, relationship

"The people of Cumberland, at first, were extremely tolerant of the bears - in fact to a degree I think they enjoyed their presence," says Dwyer.

My neighbour Ralph remembers talking to a bear that was sprawled in front of his house drunk on fermented fruit. "He was perfectly harmless," chuckles Ralph.

It wasn't long before the warm and fuzzy Marlin Perkins' Wild Kingdom feeling faded and problems started to arise.

"It was like an invasion of rats," said another neighbour who'd had enough.

Bears started trying to get their paws into houses through cat doors to get at garbage stored in laundry rooms and others began ripping apart sheds to get at garbage. Some teenagers began taunting and teasing the docile bears.

Soon enough, the conservation officers were called in. Cumberlanders were divided about what they wanted done with the bears, some wanted the conservation officers to get rid of the bears; others wanted the bears to be left alone. The numerous mediations the conservation officers had to perform led them to be dubbed 'conversation officers' by one local wag.

Actually, there wasn't much the conservation officers could do. "Once bears become habituated to an area, they always come back," say Dwyer. "It's a means of survival. A bear never forgets where it finds food." The town of Cumberland made it easy with its tempting rows of garbage. The only solution is a final one.

At least 19 destroyed

Last year, 19 bears in Cumberland were officially destroyed (some sources estimate up to 48 bears killed).

"It's disturbing the number of bears that had to be destroyed," says Dwyer. "No conservation officer likes to see animals killed, but it becomes an issue of public safety."

Dwyer says that many of the bears were in 'poor condition' with broken teeth and scaring usually associated with dump bears and therefore not candidates for relocation.

Last year, an electric fence was installed around the local dump. "Landfill sites become a sinkhole for bears," says Dwyer. "Some bears have lived there for generations."

Four dump bears were tagged before the fence went up. One tagged bear was destroyed -so it is inconclusive whether most of the bears destroyed were dump bears or hungry wild bears. This year, Cumberland residents have been encouraged to take preventive action through Bear Aware, an educational program designed to prevent and reduce conflicts between people and bears.

Ken McLure is the village of Cumberland's manager of protective services and its Bear Aware officer. His appointment is through the provincial ministry of Water, Land and Air Protection and BC Conservation Foundation.

McLure has installed four big bear-proof dumpsters where residents can put their garbage and rotten fruit if they don't have a bear-proof storage area. McLure says he is amazed at how well people have responded to the program. "The dumpsters are full of rotten fruit. People here are buying into the program. People have changed the way they store their garbage. They have done a wonderful job."

People have also been trained in how to prune trees -to reduce fruit production (which seems counterintuitive) and fruit is also being collected by a volunteer force for the local food bank. McLure has also initiated a shorter garbage pick up day-eight am until noon-to reduce the time garbage is at the curb. No longer are residents placing their garbage out the night before pick up, they wait until morning.

Bears gone missing

This year has seen plenty of rain and produced a bumper berry crop. So why no bears spotted yet in Cumberland this fall?

Is it because people here have become expertly bear aware? Or is it that with so many bears killed last year, the bears aren't there?

"Oh, the bears are there," says McLure. "I see bears all over the back country, they just aren't coming into the community."

"Have the bears disappeared because so many were destroyed last year? That's an interesting question," said Dwyer. "I'm not sure it can be answered conclusively. These things [bear encroachment into urban areas] come in cycles depending on things such as rainfall."

I decided to do be my own best cub reporter heading up into the high country around Cumberland on my mountain bike.

I hung out in a clearcut for a long time (sadly Cumberland is surrounded by them). Older clearcuts often create spaces for berries to grow and black bears will frequent them.

No bears.

I spent time in the forest canopy and down by the Puntledge River and several creeks.

No bears.

I go into town and ask at Dodge City Cycles and the Riding Fool Hostel the hq and sleeping barracks respectively for the mountain biking masses. Have any bikers seen bears while peddling up in the high country?

No bears.

The bears are there?

"The bears will come," says a friend.

I'll let you know.

Grant Shilling is the author of The Cedar Surf: An Informal History of Surfing in British Columbia.
 

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I like the new garbage facilities the city has brought in,and the other measures,too. At least,they are trying to co exist with the bears,instead of a massive bearkill[again!]
 

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Yes the garbage and fruit is a biggie around here. Bears don't scare me tho, especially if they are on the other side of the river :p But its very true, they do get drunk on fermented fruit..hehehehe..kinda funny, messes up their fishing to :p :wink:
 

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Cumberland, whoa! Oi! that use to be a strange little town. 8O Think alfred hitchcock 8O It was in my backyard, only the beaufort range seperates cumberland and port alberni, there is even a logging road at the end of beaver creek road that you can drive to get over to cumberland.
Tough bunch, that lot was 8O Everytime there was any sport competition, cumberland always wanted to fight! And if you were looking for fight, well than you would go to cumberland. By day tho it was a awesome place :p

There was at one time a huge chinese population working there, they had their own settlement., The fifth largest chinese population in british columbia at that time. At one time you could find so many of their bottles, and opium pots,a real archaeology dig :p Transformed now, into something else :p The chinese also planted orchards, its strange to come upon the renments of one, out in the middle of nowhere.

Cumberland also had a real hero , you can look down the valley where he must of hide out 8)
Albert “Ginger” Goodwin was a coal miner, born in Yorkshire in the late 19 th Century, who emigrated to Canada in 1906. He participated in a vicious coal strike in Glace Bay, Nova Scotia, in 1909, before crossing the country in the hopes of finding steady employment.

It was in Cumberland, on Vancouver Island, that Goodwin would become a prominent Socialist. Although he only played a small part in organizing the 1912 walkout that would become the Great Coal Strike, Goodwin soon established himself as an orator speaking about the conditions of the striking miners for the Socialist Party of Canada (SPC). After the strike, he could not find any work in the Island mines, and so left for the interior in 1915, eventually reaching Trail.

When Goodwin arrived in Trail he started on with Cominco, as a smelterworker. He soon joined the SPC local, and within two months ran as their candidate in the provincial election of 1916 for the Trail riding. One of Goodwin’s trademarks at this time was his anti-militarism, and his aggressive rhetoric against the war in Europe. He decried it as an attack on the international working class, and encouraged all workers to refuse to go. In 1917, when the draft was introduced in BC, Goodwin demanded the labour movement use the general strike should any workers be drafted against their will. Soon after his demand, Goodwin became involved in an organizing drive at the Cominco smelter with the International Union of Mine, Mill and Smelterworkers (Mine-Mill). As the drive began, Goodwin was drafted, and reported for his physical. The first physical classified him D – temporarily unfit but subject to re-examination later. A month later, and eleven days after he led the Mine-Mill members out onto the picket lines, Goodwin was recalled to the draft board. This came immediately on the heels of a Prime Ministerial announcement that Class D draftees would not be recalled or called up to the front. Sensing treachery, Goodwin’s Mine-Mill local protested, but to no avail. Goodwin was re-examined, and classified A – ready for the front. He was given a month to report for duty.

Goodwin fled instead, and hid in the hills on Vancouver Island near Cumberland. He lived off the land there with a small group of other draft dodgers, whose general whereabouts were known but who had been successful in hiding for a few months. A frustrated provincial police force turned to locals for help, and hired a local barkeep and hunter named Dan Campbell to assist in hunting the fugitives. Along with a few of the Island’s legendary cougar hunters, Campbell led provincial police into the woods near Comox Lake. On July 27, 1918, Campbell happened upon Goodwin, and shot him, killing him with a bullet in the throat. There were no witnesses, an important fact in the aftermath.

In the days after Goodwin’s murder, BC underwent its first general strike, and Cumberland was overrun as thousands of people turned out for Goodwin’s funeral. Buried with all the attendant rites the labour movement could offer, Goodwin became a symbol for an increasingly radicalized population. When workers in Vancouver downed tools across the city to protest his murder, they offered a brief preview of the labour strife that would become a six-week general strike in the spring of 1919. When, after a short investigation, Campbell was not even charged with Goodwin’s murder, further protest occurred. By the time the war ended a few months later, Goodwin had become a martyr of the left in BC, a role he fills to this day.

Although the basics of Goodwin’s life have been well known for a long time, especially among leftists and locals of Vancouver Island, the specifics have been hidden since his death. Other work has been done on Goodwin, including another biography, but Stonebanks’s research sets Fighting For Dignity apart. He carefully reconstructs Goodwin’s early life, including doing extensive research on his roots in England. From there, he painstakingly traces him across the continent, highlighting time in Nova Scotia, the Crowsnest Pass and Cumberland. Not only does he explore Goodwin’s political and industrial life, he reconstructs his social life as well, giving his readers glimpses into Goodwin’s friends, and his living conditions. Stonebanks writes about Goodwin’s success on the soccer pitch as well, and so builds a comprehensive view of a man who is often reduced to a caricature by his supporters and detractors alike.

The most important aspect of Fighting For Dignity is this research, and the factual basis it offers for future analysis. Not only does he reconstruct the events of Goodwin’s life, he dispels a number of rumors that have plagued Goodwin’s legend. He definitively puts to rest the belief that Goodwin was a member of the Industrial Workers of the World, a radical union of the time, and places him more squarely in the political camp of the SPC. He also clarifies his brand of socialism, though, separating him from the scientific socialists (sometimes called impossibilists) that characterized much of the SPC leadership.

The most stubborn rumor that Stonebanks tackles and finally dispels surrounds Goodwin’s death, however. Goodwin has long attracted conspiracy theorists, who have argued the government targeted him specifically for murder. This view reduces the murder of Goodwin to the work of a small handful of nefarious bureaucrats, and removes it from its larger context. Stonebanks replaces the murder in this context, carefully demonstrating Dan Campbell’s personal vendetta against the draft-dodgers, but also arguing that the murder was simply the normal behavior of the state. That is, Stonebanks, taking a cue from labour historian Mark Leier, recognizes that Goodwin was murdered in the normal run of police action on Vancouver Island. While Campbell may have exceeded his role as a special constable in shooting Goodwin, and may have even planned the murder, there is no evidence that anyone above him ordered Goodwin murdered. They did not have to, after all – they were perfectly within their rights to order a private citizen with a gun into the woods to hunt down draft dodgers. The ‘crime,’ if there was one committed, is that the state functioned this way on a day-to-day basis. Stonebanks powerfully undermines the claims that government members conspired to have Goodwin murdered, and in the process demonstrates that for the government hunting Goodwin with armed men was simply part of their role as enforcers of the law, and thus Goodwin’s murder should be understood as the de rigeur behavior of a capitalist state.

Stonebanks, who clearly has some affection for Goodwin, does not spend too much time debating Goodwin’s politics. Instead, he has written an account of his life that focuses on rebuilding the actual events, and emphasizes the day-to-day context within which Goodwin became a socialist and union leader. By retaining this focus, Stonebanks has crafted an excellent book, one that will perhaps end many of the debates around Goodwin’s life. From there, much as Goodwin himself would likely have wanted, interested parties can debate Goodwin’s politics, all of them empowered with a more complete view of the life and times of a labour martyr.
Story by roger stonebanks
 

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I too live with bears, but not as their best friend, just a respectful visitor to their land. I do my best to pick up the fallen fruit but what good does that do when the fruit on the tree is only 4' up. I keep my garbage in locked cans so hopefully that and a locked door will keep them out. We do plan on building a contained area just for the cans, it comes right after project #56.

Heck it was last year that there was a bear here in Vancouver that discovered Safeway. Seems he was so impressed with the selection he came back. I wonder if he told two friends?
 

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I say bevvy, they are great, on the other side of the river :p You know I heard this story once, about tourist visitors to a local dump to see bears. The tourist wanted to spread honey on their arm, so the bear would lick it off. hahahahahahahahahhahaaha how could anyone be so dumb 8O

They also have a stretch of the new island highway called Ginger Goodwin Way. ...
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Remember this story a few years ago 8O 8O

A griz in black-bear country

Before this August, no grizzly bear had ever been known to exist on Vancouver Island-until a seven-foot, four-hundred-pound grizzly was shot and killed near Port Hardy. It was the first time a grizzly had ever been found on the island. The male grizzly, which was believed to be about four years old, wandered around the area for two days despite calls from local residents because local conservation officers assumed it was a black bear. Callers were told that there was nothing that could be done because the bear was in its natural habitat.

The bear was eventually shot because it acted aggressively toward dogs. Residents speculate that the bear swam to Port Hardy from islands off the coast, even though the channels are wider than those managed by the typical grizzly bear. Black bears are better swimmers than grizzlies, but both types of bears are known to "island hop."
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